Dirty Streams

The way home
runs though a dirty steam and miles of land
that has been forgotten
but not spared our leveling.

We'd never do this to most of our palaces
but when we all own only
our own little stamps
and don't feel all the land,

feel the land in here,
in here feel like it is all of us,
or feel we're all only here of it.

The real purpose of religion
still failing us whole
potentially flawed in the belief this world was meant to be temporary.

There's temporary and then there's getting enough mileage to get home
enough time for all to have a turn,
to smile,
to breath,
and to rest again

Bridges are so hard
hard to build.
Lets stop digging the ditch we are,
stop digging
and keep the way,
the way home open.